Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 281



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 281

Return of the Golden Horse (3)

I wonder what kind of annoying task the teacher will give me next.

Thinking about such worries, Ichimoku swallowed hard.

Cheonma opened the conversation with an unexpected topic.

“Hahaha. I couldn’t tell you because there were others around, but you’ve grown so much in just one year. So, did your experience in the Central Plains help you a lot?”

“My experience in the Central Plains was great, but wasn’t it also thanks to the Master’s teachings?”

At Ilmok’s habitual flattery, Cheonma laughed vainly.

“Hahaha. Even if the same teachings are given, isn’t it the learner’s job to interpret the teachings to suit himself?”

“You are too kind.”

When Ilmok showed his respect, Cheonma looked at Ilmok with pleasure and asked again.

“You must have experienced a lot over the past year and met many non-believers in the Central Plains. What do you think about them?”

Although he was smiling gently, Cheonma’s eyes were clear and calm, as if they saw through everything.

Ilmok thought of an answer that a pseudo-religious leader would like, but soon mixed in some sincerity and answered.

“It was a place full of evildoers and hypocrites, but there were still some people with whom one could communicate.”

A representative example was Gaebong, and Hwangbo Yeon of Hwangbo Sega was a woman who could communicate to some extent.

Although their methods were different, at least they were not hypocritical and were pursuing their own definition of justice.

From the perspective of the Demonic Cult, which unconditionally regards the Jungwon faction as its enemies, this may not be a very pleasant evaluation.

“Heh heh heh.”

Cheonma could only burst into laughter, the inside of which was hard to read.

“Youngest.”

“Yes, Master.”

“Do you know why this old man never attempted to return to the Central Plains, which was our sect’s long-cherished desire?”

“… Isn’t it because of concerns about the believers who will shed blood because of the war?”

In response to Ilmok’s answer, Cheonma nodded once and said.

“That is also true, but the faithful followers of our new religion do not fear death.”

“… … .”

I couldn’t bring myself to say no.

If his master had ordered an invasion under the banner of recovering the Central Plains, the fanatics of the Cheonmasin Sect would have probably continued their assault as if they had extra lives.

Just like the fanatics of Allah I saw during my time at the Magic Hall.

“The reason why this old man is holding back is because he judges that his chances of winning are slim.”

“…even though the teacher is here?”

When I asked back in a tone that seemed hard to believe, Cheonma smiled faintly.

“Didn’t you say you mixed swords with the leader of the martial arts world a while ago? Also, you must have heard about the Twelve Heavenly Pillars.”

Twelve thousand and one.

An expression referring to the twelve absolute masters who have reached the Inhae Realm, who are called the twelve pillars towering over the sky of the Central Plains.

Each of them was called by nicknames such as King, Emperor, or Immortal. Among them, there was the leader of the martial arts world, the best swordsman in the world and the swordsman, and there was also the leader of the open-minded, who was called the King of Beggars.

And the leader of the martial arts world was considered to be one of the top five strongest among the twelve heavenly lords.

“Although I am still an immature disciple who has not yet caught up with the leader of the martial arts world, the gap between the master and the leader seems to be greater than the gap between me and the leader.”

No matter how much I thought about it, the Martial Arts League and the Twelve Heavenly Lords were no match for Cheonma.

If all of those called the Twelve Heavenly Lords were to attack Cheonma together, then that would be another matter.

‘It’s not like other people are playing.’

There were also ten masters of the Inhae Kyung on the side of the Demonic Cult, so if you only looked at the number and quality of absolute masters, the ‘sure defeat’ that Cheonma had mentioned was nonsense.

Rather, the ones who were pushed back were the number of ordinary unmanned aerial vehicles that were not absolute experts, or the unmanned aerial vehicles that were at the peak or super-peak level, commonly referred to as ‘experts’.

If you were to add up all the martial artists in the Central Plains, their numbers would be incomparable to the combined numbers of followers of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

As if he had read Ichimoku’s mind, Cheonma nodded and answered.

“As you expected, what this old man is worried about is not the Twelve Heavenly Lords. You must have heard that there are as many eccentric people in the world as grains of sand.”

“… Are you saying that you are considering possible variables?”

“It’s an unforeseen variable… If we look at the attempts of our predecessors to recover the Central Plains, this is not an unfounded worry.”

After saying that, Cheonma suddenly said something to Ilmok again.

“Youngest.”

“Yes, Master.”

“Do you remember when this old man first met you?”

How can I forget the time when I was threatened with a knife to my neck and told to become my disciple?

“Oh, I remember.”

“The old man said that at that time, he happened to stop by that inn while passing through the Central Plains on business. Do you remember?”

“I remember.”

“At that time, this old man was on his way back from Mt. Wudang to say his final farewell to his long-time friend whose destiny had come to an end.”

Ilmok felt uncomfortable with Cheonma’s explanation.

“If it’s Mudeungsan, then could it be that the person called Akwoo was a Taoist priest from the Mudeung sect?”

“Hahaha. That’s right. He was a Malkodosa who could be called a rival.”

Only then did Ilmok seem to understand why Cheonma had smiled strangely at his first answer.

It meant that the Master, like himself, did not consider the Zhongyuan people as enemies who must be killed unconditionally.

And then, Ilmok inferred a shocking fact from Cheonma’s words.

“If you are a rival, then are you saying that your evil friend was also a master on par with your teacher?”

At Ilmok’s surprised question, Cheonma laughed hollowly.

“Hahaha. How could that be? I’ve crossed swords with that Malkodosa dozens of times since our first meeting, but I’ve never lost to him. However, at least he’s an opponent that’s fun to fight against.”

I thought it meant that they weren’t rivals, but were about two or three levels lower.

As if to prove such a simple inference, Cheonma added.

“Even if there were only two masters of the same level as Malkodosa, this old man would need a considerable amount of time to decide the winner, and if there were three, I can’t even dare to guarantee a winner.”

“So, Master, do you expect that there are at least two such masters living in seclusion in the martial arts world?”

Cheonma shook his head at Ilmok’s question.

“That is something that even this old man cannot be sure of. However, one thing is certain: there will be those who, like that Malkodosa, would rather focus on gaining enlightenment in the deep mountains and valleys than on gaining meaningless fame. And, it is precisely such people that our new religion must be most careful of.”

“Disciple. I will keep the Master’s teachings in mind.”

Cheonma nodded with a pleased expression at the sight of Ichimoku taking the lottery ticket and bowing his head to show respect.

He had an expression on his face as if he was wondering when he would grow up so much.

The reason Cheonma gave Ilmok this warning was also because Ilmok had grown to a certain extent.

If you show a target called Mount Everest to someone who has just started climbing mountains and cannot even climb the mountain behind their neighborhood, they will either lose their will or they will overdo it and have a serious accident.

But his youngest disciple had grown up and reached a point where he would not cower or become greedy even when looking at a huge mountain.

Was it because he was happy about the youngest’s growth? Cheonma, who had been smiling gently, said as he got up from the throne.

“Hey, let’s cross swords for the first time in a while to see how much our youngest has grown over the past year.”

As he said that, Cheonma turned around and headed towards the Cheonma training ground located beyond Cheonma Hall, reserved only for Cheonma.

Ilmok also followed his master to the training ground, and Cheonma looked at Ilmok with a defenseless look and said.

“Come in and take your time.”

As soon as Cheonma finished speaking, Ilmok rushed towards his teacher without hesitation and swung his sword.

Although he may look defenseless on the outside, he knew that even if he tried his best, it would be difficult to touch even a single hair.

Ilmok was just like a grandson showing off his talents to his grandparents on a holiday, and he was just trying to use his sword to express what he had realized.

“Hmm. This sword has a strange aura.”

Cheonma deflected Ilmok’s attack and frowned as he looked at the Ascension Sword in Ilmok’s hand.

However, the Demon Cult did not give any sectarian advice to throw away the Ascension Sword.

“Be careful not to be consumed by that ominous energy.”

“I will keep that in mind, Master.”

While answering Cheonma’s advice, Ilmok, who had escaped from the beginner’s form of the Talhonmujeonggeom, drew various sword paths and pressured Cheonma.

“Heh heh heh.”

However, Cheonma avoids the attack with a leisurely gait as if he were out for a walk.

visor!

It was common for him to easily deflect the attacks with the Heavenly Demon Sword that he had drawn.

Ichimoku, who realized that swordsmanship alone was not enough, made a slight change.

Wedge-shaped.

The sword energy woven into the Ascension Sword of Ilmok split into dozens of strands and spread out to all four sides of the Heavenly Horse.

It was a heavenly sword.

“Wow. That’s an interesting talent.”

It seems that Cheonma found the antics of his youngest disciple, who was like a grandson to him, quite amusing.

After that, he used the Heavenly Sword to preemptively occupy space, blocked the escape route with his magic, and then applied pressure with the Heavenly Sword that was imbued with strong energy several times.

visor!

Once again, when Cheonma simply blocked the stab, Ilmok took a step back and caught his breath.

“Looking at it in person, it seems like you’ve really grown a lot.”

“I feel ashamed that I have not yet reached the Master’s feet.”

“Hehehe. Judging from your expression, it seems like you still have a trick up your sleeve. Could it be that you’re hiding it for fear that this old man might get hurt?”

“That is an outrageous and unreasonable statement. I have been holding back because it is a technique that my disciple is not yet able to master perfectly.”

“I’m even more curious about the technique you’re still not able to master. I, the old man, will take responsibility for the rest, so would you like to try it out?”

Ilmok hesitated for a moment at Cheonma’s question, then quickly showed his respect with a lottery ticket.

“If I may, I will show off my limited talents.”

Since it was a situation where an overwhelming master was watching, I thought it would be perfect for practice.

“Phew.”

Ichimoku, who had been catching his breath, pulled up the remaining magical energy in his danjeon and forcibly shook the magical energy.

As the rough magic ran through the limbs, subtle pain was felt in various places of the blood vessels.

Just before the wild magic that had become as rough as a wild horse went berserk, the magic that had reached its limit gathered around the Ascension Sword.

Phage crackling.

The moment when the gray lightning strikes the Ascension Sword.

Pot!

Ilmok used all his might to launch a light attack and dive into Cheonma, then thrust his Ascension Sword at Cheonma with lightning speed.

“Hoo.”

Cheonma exclaimed in admiration as if he was interested in the lightning on the Ascension Sword, and swung his Cheonma Sword in return.

bang!!!

The moment the Heavenly Demon Sword and the Ascension Sword collided, a loud roar was heard, lightning exploded from the sword, and countless pieces of energy flew towards the Heavenly Demon.

At the same time, Cheonma, who had been laughing vainly, showed a serious expression for the first time.

Swish.

A terrible aura emanated from the body of Cheonma, who looked like an old man from the countryside.

The huge magical energy that poured out from the Heavenly Horse instantly formed a defensive energy, and as it collided with the fragments of magical energy that poured out from the Ascension Sword, a continuous explosive sound echoed.

The area around the smoke bomb site was scorched by the impact of the debris, and sand and dust were scattered everywhere.

But soon, a black wind blew and swept away the sand and dust in an instant.

And there, a heavenly horse with not a single hair on its head was looking at me with a worried expression.

“Are you feeling okay?”

It was because of the blood flowing down from the corner of Ichimoku’s mouth.

“It’s not serious.”

At Ichimoku’s answer, Cheonma nodded and gave instructions.

“First, recover your internal injuries with the Unkiyosang. We can talk about your realm later.”

“I will follow your orders, Master.”

Ichimoku, who responded with a token of appreciation, sat cross-legged and entered the Un-gi Yo-sang.

Let’s take a moment to calm down the magic energy of the Talhonmujeonggeom, whose excitement has not yet subsided.

After somehow finishing the emergency prescription, Ilmok opened his eyes to see Cheonma looking down at him, stroking his beard while putting the Cheonma Sword back into its scabbard.

Unlike his usual blank expression, his expression looked somewhat complicated.

“What a strange thing.”

When Ilmok made a puzzled expression, Cheonma made a thoughtful expression for a moment.

He seemed to be struggling to figure out how to explain it most accurately.

“Hmm. From this old man’s perspective, Ichimoku, your realm seems a little different from others.”

“What is different?”

“Your skills with the sword and chi have reached the level of a master, but your chi does not seem to keep up with your will.”